love ruins things
it leaves us all destitute
and hungry for something else
greater than ourselves
it all ends
it all breaks
we all give up
what's the point of letting someone
who will eventually leave
see your bare soul?
i don't know i don't know i don't know
i just felt like i didn't belong
it just didn't feel right
and i didn't feel secure
his heart was made of broken eggshells
and i got tired of tiptoeing in his presence
i knew it was bound to break
"it's just love," he said
and that's exactly the reason why i left.